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There’s an inherent symmetry to what we do and how we do it.

These are our patterns or fractals or geniuses (whatever you want to call them) pushing ourselves along a pathway that is riven to our spiritual matrices. I am in a place that cannot be detoured from its course, as found and re-discovered objects set into their places, mortared by glue only I possess to form a pathway forward into its positions. It is spirit-glue.

I cobble bits and remnant pieces of resonant artifacts into a puzzle that is myself as I’ve never known her, knowing it’s only I who can walk the path I build ~ and cannot proceed forward unless I build it.

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